grace
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  rise up before me under fire walker's fire water tears feel the shadows
  feel them wrap around those tender tendrils of conscious thought that I tried to save
  tried to save a final shred of myself before your eyes eyes eyes
  your god damn eyes still look at me burning embers left inside the forge too long

  shades of a lightlacking space emerge from this pop up book for half a second before i remember why I struck the match
  bright candles burn out fastest giving only a moment to exorcise these wrights, wrongs, lefts and rights
  need a young priest old priest all die under holy flame
  holy islam holy fire holy water holy cocksucker batman holy bible
  holy hell the flames lick so high up your face when you let the water hit my face
  stand over me like that again but never show that feeling
  we never show that feeling keep it to the black drapes back drop were the truth bearing truth fearing people all live

  always opening in burning holes to me
  gouts of it come from every pour in your rail thin body never eat anymore never did anywise
  no change six feet one hundred even girl hips boy chest cute short hair i have to touch touch the flames as they lick across cold blue
  not cold just cant feel from the pain at least that's what I was told when I was younger
  we all know people lie to children
  I feel every fucking part of the shadows flames whatever the fuck I’m touching you
  yes I’m touching you little moans tell me to never stop like I once did stop working on your steel
  11 times black like a raven you came to me on a perfect circle it ended but never perfect 12 13 takes your thunder ruining your three X four magic’s
  xxx illegal for our eyes after that see how it all comes out?

  why cant the holy war chants be wholly inside my head and not the hand of faith god's armor wrapped around soft curves it is touching so beautiful
  you are were to me always will be to me so fucking beautiful I want to cry and look away no matter what the choir screams
  the choirs are all armed and singing white eagle wings and flamethrowers swords an army of them my chest explodes as does my brain cant take you me the world anything united we stand divided we fall
  we all fall down divided again apart the buss seat cold the burning rivers down my face i feel my pale cotton shirt damn like the ocean you still imprinted on my minds eye window sneeze god bless me
  you too I’ve been blessed already once today with a temptation blessed with fire hot enough to prove the gold
  copper runs out of the holes in my skull hot like i was two handfuls of minutes ago in your arms in your most holy places
  hot it runs down me casting my holy flaming shadow eyes tears and all even lips

  casting me to be the one who never passes tests
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